The doctors have never heard of it, but passersby know it clearly.
"Miss Jun is working as a bell doctor first. She walks around the streets and no one recognizes her." They said enthusiastically.
Dr. Bell.
Many doctors are, to put it bluntly, charlatans.
The doctors were even more certain that there were many such scammers in the capital, but Jiulingtang was the first to suddenly become famous.
Everyone quickly arrived in front of Jiulingtang, but the scene in front of them surprised them.
The place was not overcrowded with customers, but rather deserted, with two waiters sitting on a stool at the door talking and laughing.
There are no customers? Then why does it sound like people all over the capital are coming here to see a doctor?
"You don't know the rules." The hawker holding a basket next to him saw them standing here looking confused, so he smiled and said, "Jiulingtang does not consult doctors every day, but only on Wednesdays, sixties, and nines every month."
I really thought I was a Buddha, and even divided my days to receive incense.
"And even if everyone comes, not everyone can be treated by Miss Jun." The vendor continued, "It depends on whether you are lucky enough to be treated by Miss Jun."
Ah bah.
The doctors sighed together in their hearts.
"Tomorrow is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year. Let's come back tomorrow to see how she behaves like a monster." Everyone said, threw up their sleeves and left angrily.
The next day when they met and came to Jiulingtang again, they were surprised by the long queue even though they had guessed that there would be a lot of people there.
The procession started in front of the door and reached the street. No less than a hundred people were swept away at a glance, including men, women, old and young, and all of them looked pious, as if they were visiting a doctor instead of worshiping Buddha in a temple.
Chen Qi frowned when he saw these people from the window.
"I think 369 is still not suitable enough." He pondered for a moment and said, "It's still not effective enough."
The two guys stuck out their tongues as they looked at the team outside.
This is not enough. This is the third time the rules have been announced. Compared with the previous two times, the number of people is nearly half.
It is conceivable that more people will come in the future.
"In the future, not only will we receive patients on a 369 basis, but the number of patients will also be limited each time," Chen Qi said.
Is there still a limit on the number of people?
More than half of the people in line were refused treatment by Ms. Jun. It would be good to have twenty or thirty people available for consultation each time.
After limiting the number of people, even fewer people can be consulted.
"What's wrong with the shortage?" Chen Qi said, "Things that are scarce are valuable. We at Jiulingtang are expensive and rare."
The two guys looked at him without daring to refute.
Chen Qi is now the shopkeeper of Jiulingtang. He set the rules of 369 and Miss Jun did not object.
It seems that he will have the final say in Jiulingtang from now on.
"Orders are changed in the morning and evening." Fang Jinxiu's voice came from inside, and people came in from the back hall, "How can the rules that have just been set be changed again?"
Chen Qi immediately laughed and said yes.
"You're right," he said.
The two guys looked at each other.
That's wrong. From now on, it is the accounting lady of Jiulingtang who has the final say.
"There is no need to change this rule." Fang Jinxiu said, looking at Miss Jun who walked in behind her, "because no matter how many people line up, she can control the number of patients she receives."
Miss Jun hummed and sat directly in front of the consultation cases.
"But our medicine can follow this rule." Fang Jinxiu continued, looking at the medicine cabinet.
Why is the rule of 369 consultations set? It is precisely because Miss Jun and Liu'er are busy preparing medicinal materials every day, but more than half of the medicine cabinets are not filled, so they free up some time to speed up the preparation.
medicine.
"As for medicines, we can always limit them," she said. "First of all, the price is high, so we automatically screen them."
Chen Qi nodded repeatedly.
"You're right, just do it." He said, "When Miss Jun prepares the medicine, we will discuss and set a limited amount based on the price."
Fang Jinxiu nodded and looked at the sky and the crowd outside.
"Open the door," she said.
The two guys responded and stepped forward together to open the door.
The queue suddenly surged, and the person at the front was so happy that he almost tripped when he stepped through the door.
The doctors who stood aside and watched had expressions of horror on their faces.
When I come to the medical clinic to see a doctor, I am always sad because of the pain. How can I be so happy?
People who went in quickly came out.
"How is it?" the people in the waiting line asked eagerly.
"Miss Jun said she won't treat my illness." The man said happily, "I can go to another hospital for treatment."
As expected, what did they think of us doctors from other medical clinics? This disease is too easy for her to treat, so they let us people come? This is simply humiliating, and the doctors were even more angry when they saw this scene with their own eyes.
The second man was sent out as before and left happily.
Until the seventh one came out happily and was asked about it and answered that he had been admitted.
"Miss Jun told me to go home and wait. She will come to my house tomorrow to treat my wife," the man said.
This was obviously a domestic servant. The patient at home could not get up, or it was inconvenient for him to show up, so he asked the servant to come.
"How can you treat a doctor like this? You can consult the patient without seeing him?" a doctor said with a frown.
The vendor next to him clicked his tongue.
"Just describe it to Miss Jun." He said, "Some people used to exaggerate descriptions in an attempt to get Miss Jun to treat him, but Miss Jun was not fooled at all and pointed out his flaws in just a few words."
At this point he nodded again.
"Just as I said, Miss Jun only accepts appointments based on predestined people, so you can't be deceived at all."
Several doctors rolled their eyes, this was a fortune-telling trick.
Upon hearing the servant's answer, the people waiting expressed uneasiness.
"That looks very serious." Everyone said, but immediately their expressions turned envious, "Fortunately, Miss Jun can definitely cure it."
The servant also nodded happily.
"Yes, yes, I have to tell Madam the good news as soon as possible." He said and ran away as fast as he could.
It’s good news to be pointed out that you are seriously ill!
Be sick!
They are happy to be refused diagnosis, and they are happy to be diagnosed with a serious illness. Are these people crazy?
How did Jiulingtang make so many people so crazy?
The doctors looked at Jiulingtang and the endless queue of people with horrified expressions.
"Hey, look." Suddenly a doctor whispered and pointed in one direction, "This is Dr. Jiang."
The doctors looked as he pointed and saw an old man standing on the other side of the street. It was Jiang Youshu, the director of Taiyuan Hospital.
Jiang Youshu did not look at the people queuing up, but looked at Jiulingtang with a solemn expression. The laughter of the women in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion still echoed in his ears.